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jay (oz) - fuck 'bout yours lyrics

[verse 1: nap$]
oi
my bat gonna f+ck up your headsp+ce
make sp+ce, f+ck a fake mate, that’s deadweight
her head’s spinning, my biggest fan is a lightweight
heavy on the henny, cones making me vibrate
she said she feel a slight wave when i hold by her tight waist
told her “come back to my place”
kick it in a live place, high place, “hi mates, bye babe”
tryna flip an oz, going highway
feds on the pathway, slow this car bae
can’t get nicked with this bag, aye
can’t get nicked with this bag, babe
hold that bag babe (but he’s still saying)
i don’t give a f+ck, i don’t really care
i don’t give a f+ck, everybody stares
i don’t give a f+ck, i don’t really care
i don’t give a f+ck cuz everybody stares
ha f+ck them

[bridge: cal x jay]
i don’t really give f+ck
aye
i don’t give a f+ck, i don’t really care
i don’t give a f+ck cuz everybody stares
i don’t give a f+ck, i don’t really care
i don’t give a f+ck cuz everybody stares
uh, yuh yuh
get em cal
[verse 2: cal]
haters starting sh+t so i bust out the strap
callin’ you new era cuz all you spit is cap
‘new york yankee’ written on my hat
and your name in blood is written on my bat
i don’t really know how these motherf+ckaz rap when they sit on their ass
and their ghost writer’s cracked out writing sh+tty bars for the rapper spittin’ back
then they suck off maggots to get platinum on the track (but they’re still saying)
i don’t really give a f+ck whatchu gotta say
all these p+ssies hating on me every single day
what the f+ck you tryna say?
i don’t give a f+ck what these p+ssies tryna say

[verse 3: jay]
i’m facepainted to be placated, these c+nts vacated
stay dangerous round the fake skaters
who say they’re rolling hard but rolling bud, think you’re as cold as us?
i molten up ’cause i’m out for the golden cup, mdm sh+t
never fold with us
if you mixing voltages, guts and the coldest blood then trust it will result in us
heavy end tip, deadly weapon
steady preppin’, life’s a b+tch but the head be hectic
yeah i said we epic, epileptic
fairly legend, they dared me to end it but still we forget we mention
no deep connection, surface level meets chasmic
i’m heavily active, respectively bat sh+t, i’m next to be at it
i stepped back and let it happen, stats staggered with the rapping
heads slapped, minds blown ’cause turns out that i’m a set cracker
and now i’m out to make the vets splatter
leave necks shattered, cause i grew up being told “shut the f+ck up”
in turn i guess it made me nut up
but also made me never wish those feelings on another
now i treat those who like me like my sister or my brother
it’s the childhood trauma that made me, i block the f+cks like a rubber
scars all over like i’m victor zsasz
sh+t could collapse in my mind, i couldn’t picture that
tried the resist the fact i’m right now i’ve flipped it back
innocents wrongfully imprisoned like where’s the system at?
instead my peers talk about this n that
seems we’re on two different trains and i missed the track
strong full addiction to the verses since i spit the rap
and ’cause of that, these c+nts come up to me like “mr black!”
that sh+t is wack
they put weight on my shoulders, i lift it back
believe that i’m smokey as if the spliff intact
don’t get it twisted, i don’t rip a pack
and every day’s just getting harder to resist attack
like i just wanna wanna flip and bash, still how would my ex react?
spent time getting close, she’d be hurdling back
my mind’s on the verge to be snapped
i’m nervously racked but i guess i deserve to be that
facts
[bridge: jay x cal]
still saying i don’t really care
i don’t give a f+ck, everybody stares
i don’t give a f+ck (aye)
don’t give a f+ck (aye)
don’t give a f+ck

[chorus: jay x cal]
c+nt i don’t give a f+ck ’bout yours
f+ck about mine, man f+ck about yours
c+nt i don’t give a f+ck ’bout yours
f+ck about mine, f+ck about yours
c+nt i don’t give a f+ck ’bout yours
f+ck about mine, f+ck about yours
c+nt i don’t give a f+ck ’bout yours (aye aye aye aye aye)
f+ck about mine, f+ck about yours (ayeeeeeeeeee)
c+nt i don’t a give a f+ck about yours
aye

- jay oz lyrics

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